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Salut. The name is Ivy. She gets a year older every 18th November. Butterflies aren't really on her List of Nice Things. She loves her BFFs and TENNIS :D. Okay, and she doesn't know what else to say so she will stop here.

Sunday, May 30, 2010

Yesterday I went to my ex-colleague's 21st birthday party.
It wasn't a HUGE event which I imagined, bustling with chirpy guests of all ages, excited girls chattering away. Instead, it was kind of awkward.

Well firstly there werne't much people to begin with, most of the people who turned up were relatives of the girls (they're twins), and they took up like about, 3 tables? 3 full ones too, consisting of malays and indians (the birthday girls are indian-muslims). Another table was occupied by their friends. We took up one table, a family (seemingly indian) took up the table on our right and behind them sat a middle-aged Chinese couple at the farthest table.

That pretty much sums up all the people who were there, of course including the MCs the girls and their siblings. Half the dialogue was in a language we didn't understand, and from the looks on Irene's face, I had to say i was feeling kind of fortunate and relieved that I couldn't. Oops.

Altogether the whole thing was a small gathering of friends, colleagues, and family for the two girls who just turned 21 recently. Oh, and my colleague was gorgeous that night! She looked a tad like Miley Cyrus too. Well, in y opinion that is. i turned around to comment to smelly and see whether she agrees, but the silly girl didn't even know who on earth Miley Cyrus/hannah Montana was. LOL. Ace. Irene was asking about food, and commented to Stella and us that when she had her 21st birthday, there weren't so much as games and speeches, but really just singing and then cutting straight to the food. Perhaps that was why she kept asking Stella when they could start eating.

Took pictures, and then took our leave. -.-
Stella, Alva and Kenny left first, leaving Smelly, Kenneth, Irene and I kind of clueless as to what was going on, as they made it clear to us that we were going separate ways and told us to meet at Holland Village at 10.30pm.

Which again, I feel was kinda evil.
Well, firstly they don't tell us what they were up to (Smelly was right in thinking they were going to take Kenny's car; really I see no reason to be so mysterious).
Secondly, they dumped Kenneth to us: smelly and I. -.-
I mean, what the heck? We only knew him for what, a couple of hours? I'll bet he feels more uncomfortable than we do; smelly and I have known each other for 5 months already, hello.

Well anyways we passed him back to them saying we could manage. LOL. We ended up going to Wendy's to get smelly her food since she didn't eat much at the party. (Well, no one did. HAHA. Some of them couldn't take the spice; I think the rest of us didn't dare eat much. Plus, we are far from being those prissy girls with dainty little waists and small appetites, really; who am I kidding.)
So she got her kid's meal.
AND SHE GAVE ME HER FREE TOY!!! (L)

Anyways.
We alighted at West Mall and hopped on Kenny's car.
Squeezed the hell out of me. HAHAHA. If the car came to a sudden halt I wouldn't be surprised if I flew out the windscreen, bounced off a couple of cars at the front, and soared into the sky.
Yeah. Right.

Yeah then it's off to Holland Village. As much as I hate to point out, I needed to rush home and reach before twelve, as usual (I think this is where the word 'curfew' comes in. Ewwwck), but knowing this bunch of people, it's not quite likely I would if I don't keep pestering. Hahahaha. The conversation always goes like this:

Ivy: *whispers* Pst. Stella! I have to reach home before twelve. So I have to set off at 11 most likely, it's okay if you people are staying, I'll just leave first.
Stella: What! Nonsense. You leave with me! Don't worry lah, we'll make sure you reach home safe and sound before twelve.
Ivy: ...okayy.

Ivy: Eh, how long are we staying there huh? I can't stay long.
Kenny: Can lah. You will get home by twelve lah!
Stella: Yeah! No worries.
Ivy: Oh. Okay good! :D
Kenny: ...Plus minus two hours.
IVY: -.-

Just so you know (you don't, really. trust me.), 'MINUS' has never occured yet.
And the last time that happened I remembered being in either Clarke Quay or Changi Airport, leaving only at 11.10pm. LOL.

So I'm hereby renounced the nickname of...
Cinderella.
-.- Quite dumb really.
Zzz.

Oh boy! Haha can't wait to get my hands on the pictures after siti/stella uploads them.
Oh, and a funny thing is, I noticed recently that although I have consistently been bringing my camera out with me wherever and whenever I meet up with my friends, I rarely get high enough to whip it out for a few shots. Well okay, actually it isn't that funny. D:

I really should start seeing fishing out my camera and taking random candid shots of people and acquaintances! Take it as a form of initiative, not saying that I'm needing anymore, or lacking thereof.

Yesterday got me thinking too; how I'd plan my 21st.
Hurhur. Small little party, maybe at a chalet? Close friends: high school/tuition/jc/tennis/choir; colleagues; teachers maybe? Cousins and relatives a definite yes. Make it small. Will there be a theme? What food?
Ayee, still have slightly more than a couple of years more to think about it. Hohumm.

Okay I'm rambling now. Better get back to Biology then to that appeal letter of mine.
Pictures up when I get hold of them; must absolutely refrain from piling on more to that already brimming picture debt of mine. Holycow.

-cousins @ esplanade for christmas
-cousins @ sleepover for labours day
-CISA+k @ t3 for welcoming of alva's cousin
-CISA @random (on blackberry) at work
-zhiyun + huiyi @ suntec
-peifang + zhiyun @ town
-wq + wy + wy's cousin @vivo
-clique @ sleepover at wanyu's
-clique @ vivo swensens. XUAAAA.
-clique @ clarke quay + haji lane. XUAAAAAAAAAAAAA.
-bff @ clarke quay
-rosie @ expo + suntec
-bong + fq + mel @ vivo for dinner.

See what I mean. My blog might just explode in the next coming days.
And on facebook.